Well, some of the cars are on the pitch...
No, it’s not the
illogical extension of letting off flares and belting seven shades
of shite out of anybody donning the opposition’s colours, rather
Rocket League is a collision of soccer and driving. It’s just like
Top Gear did, but without Jeremy Clarkson being potentially sexist,
racist, fascist and likely a few other words ending in ‘ist’.
Actually, it’s not exactly like it, for the cars here are all
futuristic, and, as the title ably hints at, they’re rocket powered.
Otherwise, if you’ve guessed that you drive cars around arenas
trying to score goals with a big-arse soccer ball then you’d be
right. Please send us a stamped, self-addressed email and we’ll
reply with your very own elephant stamp, completely free!
can play solo against computer-controlled vehicles or none at all –
although that makes for a pretty boring outing (if not easy trophy
harvesting). You can play local split-screen with up to three others
(making four players, just in case you’re mathematically challenged)
or you can do multiplayer online. The latter depends wholly on your
capacity for tolerating fuckwits – at which time you’ll likely wish
you were playing against Clarkson instead - and also your ability to
accept being completely owned by the sorts of dextrous wizards
who’ll toy with you much like a kitten with a ball of yarn.
All manner of customisations are available, but admirably they’re
entirely cosmetic, keeping the playing field even. There are
different arenas, heaps of stuff to unlock, and plenty of scope for
DLC expansion, which we’ll bet is on the cards.
pick up but challenging to master, Rocket League is brilliant fun
alone, but really kicks into overdrive when playing with others.
Arriverderci, it’s one-on-one. Or two-on-two, or three-on-three,